AIDEN
As I busy myself preparing dinner, the weight of my worries begins to lift. The rich assortment of aromas wafting through the air as I cook helps to alleviate my stress. The clang of cooking utensils and the rhythmic chop-chop sound of the knife hitting the board fill my ears, providing a welcome distraction. My hands move with practiced ease as I chop vegetables, and the sensory experience helps to clear my mind. I focus on the task at hand, intentionally avoiding nostalgic thoughts of my mom's hours spent in the kitchen.
I'm preparing a vegetable frittata with garlic and herbs, accompanied by asparagus, a mixed greens salad, and crusty whole grain bread. Fresh lemonade will complement the meal. Just as I finish setting the table, Hermione walks in, and I'm about to head to the s
